Once back in the states, we were like a horse headed to the barn (at least according to what I've been told (never spent any time around horses)).
First stop, San Diego for the night and dinner at the Hopping Pig Gastropub. Excellent.
We munched up some asphalt the next day and landed in Sacramento that night. Quite a surprise actually. Neither of us had been to the California Capitol before and we were luckily enough to land in "Old Town".
Neat place. Lots of restaurants and bars to choose from and all accessed off of the old board sidewalks complete with 1800's facade buildings and all.
Up the road on Wednesday, we hole up in Eugene, Oregon. Another nice place. Walked a fair bit to a pub for a beer and dinner but a good call. Stealhead Brewing is a great place. A stop at Buck Horn Brewing on our way back to our room and we're good for tonight. Tomorrow, home in Kenmore.
Dreams. The trip down south to the boarder now seems like a dream…somehow a long time ago even though it occurred on this trip. Mexico, now that we are north of the boarder, seems like a memory from a time past. I guess we are looking forward to being "home". We will arrive exactly one month from our departure.
By spending some time in a few places in Baja, we were privileged to see past the tourist glamour and into the caring communities that bind these towns together. We have made some friendships that will endure. It has been a terrific trip and experience that we are looking toward building upon in the future.
Viva Baja!
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